| I have moved.
Ask me if you wanna know.
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| Down the Via Dolorosa, Jesus walked. Down the Via Dolorosa, He chose to walk. Down the Via Dolorosa, Jesus went to meet His death on that cross. Every blood shed for me. Today as I sat in the sat in the sanctuary, I felt God touch me once again. I don't think anyone will ever understand how I feel, but Jesus does. Every little painful pinch on my heart, every tear that ever dropped from my eyes, Jesus knows all the hurt and sadness that each tear bore. And Jesus, He loves me so much, despite everything. He sees me through and yet He loves me. This love nobody can ever give. This is love so pure and so true. Down the Via Dolorosa. You love me Jesus. I love You too. |
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| On another light note, this is Dionne my beloved water sister. Everytime we talk about depressing things we just end up laughing because either one or both of us will say something stupid and once one of us laugh, the other will too.
  
Niam. [edit] 
Look, in both photos we're wearing matching stuff - UNPLANNED! We just showed up with matching outfits on both occassions. This is telepathy sista! (Lots more examples but I'm lazy to state them) [/edit] |
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| On a much lighter note (ever since I realize people still DO read my miserable blog), I slept for a whopping seventeen hours straight. I decided to take a nap at 6pm on Sunday afternoon, and apparently the nap happened but the waking up part never came until 10am the next morning. I slept so much not because I was depressed or suicidal or anything, don't worry. I was just.. being a pig. I am going to eat fried rice and watch Disney channel now. I love That's So Raven and Lizzie McGuire! I am going to grow fat. |
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